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My soul is dark ‑ Oh! quickly string

Language: English

My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string
  The harp I yet can brook to hear;
And let thy gentle fingers fling
  Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear. --
If in this heart a hope be dear,
  That sound shall charm it forth again --
If in these eyes there lurk a tear, 
  'Twill flow -- and cease to burn my brain --

But bid the strain be wild and deep,
  Nor let thy notes of joy be first:
I tell thee -- Minstrel! I must weep,
  Or else this heavy heart will burst --
For it hath been by sorrow nurst,
  And ached in sleepless silence [long]1 --
And now 'tis doom'd to know the worst,
  And break at once -- or yield to song.


Translation(s): DAN DUT FRE FRE GER GER GER GER GER GER NYN RUS

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Душа моя мрачна. Скорей, певец, скорей!

Language: Russian (Русский) after the English

Душа моя мрачна. Скорей, певец, скорей!
Вот арфа золотая:
Пускай персты твои, промчавшися по ней,
Пробудят в струнах звуки рая.
И если не навек надежды рок унёс,
Они в груди моей проснутся,
И если есть в очах застывших капля слёз -
Они растают и прольются.

Пусть будет песнь твоя дика. Как мой венец,
Мне тягостны веселья звуки!
Я говорю тебе: я слёз хочу, певец,
Иль разорвётся грудь от муки.
Страданьями [была]1 упитана она,
Томилась долго и безмолвно; и грозный
Час настал - теперь она полна,
Как кубок смерти, яда полный.


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Based on
  • a text in English by George Gordon Noel Byron, Lord Byron (1788 - 1824), "My soul is dark", appears in Hebrew Melodies, no. 9, adaptation of I Samuel 16:14-23, first published 1815 DUT FRE GER GER GER GER DAN FRE GER GER NYN
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Alfred Alexander, Jan van Amerongen, L. G. Barbour, Charles Auguste de Beriot, Samuel Bugatch, Noble Cain, Thomas Case, T. Davenport Chatterton, Thomas Childs, H. J. Coldwell, David Leo Diamond, John Lodge Ellerton, William Wallace Gilchrist, Arthur H. Gutman, J. Valentine Hall, Leonard J[ordan] Lehrman, James Nary, Isaac Nathan, Samuel Harold Oakley, C. E. Phillips, G. Pigott, Bryceson Treharne, Thomas Van Dyke Wiesenthal. Go to the text.

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Text added to the website: 2003-11-03.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:57
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